A/N: Not super happy with how this one turned out, but then again I'm not familiar with Honkai Impact 3rd, so it's probably just down to a lack of experience.

That said, I do hope you enjoy~

Date Gone Right

The Captain was nervous.

Not an altogether new thing, granted. Working on the Hyperion could be a stressful task at times, with problems cropping up here and there and constantly requiring intervention lest they cause untold amount of damage, both to property and life.

This time though his anxiety didn't stem from work related issues, but quite the opposite. He wanted to ask one of his subordinates out on a date. Not against any rules, he wasn't breaking any regulations, but damn if he wasn't overcome by the urge to crawl into the nearest hole and hope the world forgets about his existence.

Yet with as much confidence as he could he quelled the urge, calmed his soul – and despite his urge to flee he dug his heels in and rapped his knuckles upon the door before him.

Seconds ticked by. Seconds more.

Briefly he wondered if she had her headphones in and raised his hand to bang again – when with a hydraulic hiss the bedroom door slid open. The darkened interior of the bedroom beyond had a techno aesthetic, with neon lights and numerous game consoles, TVs and other pieces of tech arranged in what might seem like a mess, but in practice was done to be as efficient as possible. His gaze wasn't on the tech, however, but on the short girl in front of him.

Bronie.

Currently dressed in her Haxxor Bunny outfit she was so fond of wearing nowadays she looked up at him with curious eyes, one brow quirked in silent question. Out of all the girls under his command he was closest with Bronie by leagues and margins, even more than his trusted aide Kiana. Perhaps then it shouldn't be a surprise he fell for her. He only hoped she felt the same or things would become awfully awkward between them.

''Captain?'' Bronie finally spoke. ''What is it?''

''Sorry for disturbing you.'' He apologised quickly. ''I would've called ahead but this isn't a work visit. I... actually came by to ask you something personal.''

''Oh. You wanna come in?''

''No, there's no need for that.'' Although the privacy would be appreciated, at least in the corridor he had the option of fleeing if he embarrassed himself too much. ''Listen, um... are you... free, tomorrow?''

A slow blink. ''I think so? Why?''

''I...'' He struggled for words – before he just sighed. ''I was wondering if you'd be up for a date?''

He got the words out quick, a load off of his chest, but the wait for her answer was just as heavy. A mercy then that she didn't make him wait long – her eyes widening marginally and her lips parting in surprise, before those same lips curled into a small, pleased smile that bordered on a grin.

''Kiana told me you had a thing for me.'' Bronie confessed. ''I was wondering when you'd come around to ask me out. And to answer your question; sure.''

The Captain relaxed, a light grin of his own curling at his lips. ''I'll pick you up at noon and we'll grab lunch?''

''Sounds good to me. See you tomorrow, Captain.''

The door slid shut, and the Captain released a sigh of utter relief.

Unaware of on the other side of the door Bronie remained where she stood, only now a bright blush heating up her cheeks.

X-x-X

Contrary to their initial plans, they did not just grab lunch.

What started as a pleasant off-work lunch together turned into a stroll through the Arc City districts, checking out the new game systems being advertised. Being a hacker and information-gatherer of her league Bronie already knew about their imminent release months in advance but she was interested to see them all the same, and when he suggested they go and play-test some of them she was all too happy to go along with it.

Hours bled away like that, and before they knew it the sun was starting to set and the call of food was prominent in their stomachs, leading them to a cosy restaurant far from the main street – nothing extravagant, just a decent meal served without much fanfare or attention thrown their way, enabling them to have a casual conversation over some video games she was privy to coming out along with some who were expected to be flops. Stuff that he had only a moderate interest in, but kept asking about because he knew Bronie liked flexing her knowledge.

That, and seeing her be so animated and bright was a reward in and of itself.

Dinner was had though and with Hyperion still over the city they were free to return at any time... but, Bronie apparently had another idea in mind.

''Wanna stay at a hotel for the night? Saves a trip back to the ship.''

It wouldn't be a hard trip back but the fact she suggested a hotel, combined with a light smile she sent his way, hinted that she wanted some privacy. Privacy that they couldn't get on the ship, not with Kiana always wanting to play games with the resident hacker of the ship, or other official duties constantly cropping up at the most inopportune times. So without protest the Captain agreed, the two of them making their way to a modest hotel just a few streets over, away from prying eyes and just upscale enough to be pleasant, but not so much that they'd be easy to find if anyone on the ship came looking for them.

Which led to their current situation. Sharing a hotel room.

Sleep wasn't on their mind.

''Mmph!''

The Captain held Bronie's cheeks, his hold a gentle one in contrast to the grip she had on his shirt, pulling him down more to her height and connecting her lips with his. It was a rough first kiss but one that gave him a thrill, his hands shifting from her cheeks to her shoulders as he reciprocated, the pair dragging it out for several more moments before finally drawing apart, panting.

Bronie stared up into his eyes, a little smirk curling at her lips before she glanced behind herself. Her eyes flickered back to him and without saying a word she tugged him towards the cream-coloured double bed just a few paces away, plopping herself down on the edge and leaving them at a better height to kiss. A fact the Captain couldn't help but take advantage of, closing the distance this time and connecting his lips with hers, muffling her pleased hum.

The kiss was brief, but preluded the many more they shared – lips connecting twice, thrice, and many more, neither getting tired of the simple intimate act. One kiss turned a bit more heated as he introduced some tongue, tentatively at first, but when Bronie parted her lips without protest and shoved her tongue into his mouth he merely groaned, fighting back with his own tongue just as fiercely.

Alas the need for air soon forced them to part, breathing heavily.

Then without a word the Captain claimed her lips and pushed her flat onto her back. Bronie made a noise of surprise but didn't resist him even slightly, if anything she did quite the opposite; her lithe legs clinging to his waist and pulling him closer to her, their kissing leading to a more heated intimacy. Part of him recoiled from the thought, wanting to take things slow, but he was so madly in love with Bronie that he honestly couldn't find it in him to stop. If she was up for more than kissing, then he sure as hell was too.

The tensing of thighs on either side of him was his only warning before Bronie suddenly flipped their positions, using her surprising strength to great effect and leaving him the one flat on his back – her atop him. She smirked down at him, the expression a light upwards quirk to her lips and lidding of her eyes that made her seem undeniably hot, and with little more than a thoughtful hum she reached down and unbuckled his belt. He didn't stop her.

Nor did he stop her when she yanked his zipper and tugged his pants down to his thighs, the plain grey boxers he wore underneath failing to conceal his erection.

''...it's pretty big.'' Bronie commented after a second, fingers toying with the button of his boxers.

The Captain smiled bashfully at that, not sure whether she was trying to dirty-talk him or meant it as a genuine compliment, but he appreciated it all the same. Neither were experienced with this, that much was painfully obvious, but any awkwardness was stalwartly ignored or brushed aside. Bronie herself proved that as she hummed, pretending to know what she was doing as she dragged her fingers along his cock a couple of times, flicking the tip down against his groin a few times.

Until apparently she figured out how to handle a dick and curled her fingers around it, stroking. The softness of her palm was a pleasant surprise, as was the gentle grip of her digits; a moan forced from him as she sensually pumped him from tip down halfway before caressing back up to the tip. Even though her strokes were a gentle thing it still left the Captain groaning under his breath, eyes briefly shutting before he forced them open, not wanting to miss a moment of this.

''Can you shuffle back a bit?'' Bronie then asked, slowing her hand.

The Captain readily obliged, shuffling back more to the centre of the bed – kicking his pants and boxers off as he did so. Nary a second afterwards Bronie got down on all fours in front of him, the hood of her jacket overhanging slightly but still letting her face be seen as she resumed giving him a handjob, her strokes gaining some haste as she got more into it. She looked up into his eyes for a long moment before averting her gaze, pinkness colouring her cheeks, before with a little shuffle forwards she stuck her tongue out, and licked the tip.

It took considerable effort not to moan, the noise bundled in his throat, but apparently that just made Bronie try harder – her pink tongue lashing at the tip once, twice, thrice, until eventually a tight groan tumbled from his parted lips. Bronie smiled slightly at that but she certainly didn't stop now, her tongue continuing to lash up against the tip of his dick, the assault gentle but earnest and sending hot jolts down his cock.

Then she took him into her mouth. Those small pink lips parted and ensnared themselves around the crown of his cock, forcing a hot moan out of the Captain that swiftly melted into a deeper, huskier noise as she took more of his shaft between her lips. The wet warmth was heavenly, a welcome hole for his cock to slide into, and the blissful sensation only grew as inch after inch of him sunk into her mouth.

''Mnph...'' Only when just over two-thirds of his dick was in her small mouth did Bronie cease, pull back – and then plunge herself back down once more.

The Captain clutched onto the quilt under him, hissing out a tight breath before daring to lay his hand on Bronie's head, gently pushing her down as encouragement. An encouragement that Bronie took to heart; her slender lips pursing snugly around his cock as she sucked her way up-and-down his cock, the motions equal parts sensual and earnest, leaning much more towards the 'earnest' side as she got more into it, her face briefly obscured when she went down on him – hood hiding it.

Saliva clung to his cock too as she bobbed her head, little lines of spit that was soon smeared into his shaft as her lips came back down again, lubing him up and forcing a tight moan from him. It felt too good. Maybe it was because it'd been weeks since he's jerked off but just having his dick in Bronie's mouth felt heavenly, but to see her bobbing her head and hearing her suck on his dick? It took his excitement, his enthralment, to a whole new level.

''Hnf, Bronie, you're good at this...'' The Captain breathed out.

Bronie popped her lips off of his dick but didn't leave it unattended; right hand grasping his dick and jerking him off avidly as she spoke. ''Thanks. I know a little from... um, research.''

''Porn you mean.''

Her blushing cheeks gained a scarlet hue. ''You don't have to phrase it like that.''

She didn't give him a chance to answer as she took him hack into her mouth; perfect slim lips clasping his cock between them and slurping back up to the tip. The Captain pushed his head back into the bed, a strangled sort of groan forced out of him as the petite girl blew him so well. It wasn't just the sucking but the way she moved; the slight tilts of her head, the dexterous curls of her tongue, the way she stopped a couple times when his dick was nearly down her throat just so he could feel how hot her mouth was before she went back to blowing him.

All of it was so lewd, so utterly captivating, that he couldn't take his eyes off of her. Clutching onto the quilt under him the Captain hissed out tight breaths, refusing to grab her head now lest he shove her down into his crotch, such was his primal need. As if sensing that Bronie suddenly clutched onto his hips and took him in deeper, his tip grazing the back of her throat once, twice – and on the third go he physically felt his cock curve down her tight throat.

''Mn oh shi-'' The Captain hurriedly hissed out, cutting it off before the curse but moaning all the same. ''B-Bron- nn!''

She did it again, then again and again, each bob of her head taking him down her throat. Despite this being her first time giving head she did a remarkable job of controlling her gag reflex, just a grunt here or there as she relentlessly plunged herself down into his crotch, her nose squishing against his crotch and her lips hurriedly slurping their way up his dick, sticky strings of spit clinging between her lips when they were pursed lovingly around his pulsating cock, locking eyes with him as she silently asked for her 'reward'.

The thought was too much, pushing him to his limit – and with a sharp, strangled grunt the Captain busted in her mouth. Bronie flinched in surprise but didn't take her lips off of his dick, instead she nearly deep-throated him and kept herself there, eyes crinkling at the corners as she endured the feeling of his hot, plentiful semen drooling down her throat. Spurt after spurt of it erupted from his shaft like a bitter volcano, coating the back of her throat no doubt and assuredly guzzled down judging by her wet gulps.

Then just as he started to come down from his muscle-tightening high, she popped her lips off with a sharp exhale. ''H-Haah... that was tough...''

He tried to speak, to congratulate her for managing to deep-throat him, but honestly he was too out-of-breath to say anything at the moment. Mercifully the hand that petted her head conveyed his feelings enough, earning him a wry smile from his trusted subordinate and kiss on his dick-tip, the sensation electric. His attention though refocused on Bronie herself as his date-turned-lover sat back up on her knees, fiddling with her clothes for a second.

Two seconds later her shorts fell around her thighs and she stepped out of them, kicking them off to the base of the bed. Panties, electric-blue in colour, came down slower – a smooth groin soon revealing her puffy nether lips were already wet with her want, her embarrassment evident as she bared her sex to him, but without stopping she kicked them off of her ankle too and straddled him, his cock pressing up against her womanhood.

''...you sure about this...?'' The Captain managed to breath out, winded though he was.

''Of course.'' Bronie answered without missing a beat, though her blush betrayed her bashfulness. ''...here I go...''

He hummed and reached out, taking her hands in his. Bronie smiled her thanks and lifted herself up, her crotch above his own and his cock-head soon pushing against her pussy, pushed about as she tried to impale herself without using any hands. After several failed attempts though Bronie made an exasperated sound and removed her right hand from his left, grasping his dick and lining him up-

-and as one they moaned as she sunk down onto his dick. She took it slow, the head sliding in easily enough but inch after inch of his shaft taking its time to sink into her – but the Captain hardly cared in that moment. Just having the tip inside of her was electric but even having a couple inches inside of her fried his mind, the searing wet hotness of her pussy like a furnace, and one that utterly melted his mind with how incredible it felt.

''Mm- nn...'' Grunting under her breath Bronie stopped with just over half of his cock inside of her, her own hand back in his. ''Sorry...''

''Don't be.'' The Captain answered, squeezing her hands. ''...you feel amazing.''

Bronie blushed at the breathless comment and just looked aside, cheeks aflame. After a second she peeked back at him and smiled – a small beautiful thing that preluded the kiss she gave him, leaning forwards and prompting him to meet her halfway. It lasted just a few seconds and he laid back down after it was done, watching her reverently as Bronie lifted herself up, and with a whining sort of moan impaled herself back down again, taking him a little deeper.

Then a little deeper on the bounce after that, and after that. With every slow roll of her hips the petite girl managed to accept more of his cock into her, his gaze glued to her smooth nether lips as his shaft was thrust into her quivering pink heat, the sensation of being squeezed overwhelming him. It wasn't just how tight she was but how she clamped down on him as she moved, every slight tensing of muscle causing her pussy to strangle his cock, making it supremely difficult to keep his voice to himself.

Bronie shared that problem, evidently; little moans and quieter whimpers escaping his subordinate as she took him inside of her. It wasn't long until she had him in pretty much up to the hilt, the fullness coaxing a louder moan from Bronie but not stopping her from riding him. If anything the feeling of him being balls-deep in her just made Bronie ride him quicker, a slight jerk to her hips now as she rose up and jammed back down, impaling herself onto his swollen girth and enjoying it the whole time, any pain or discomfort absent.

''Ah, Captain, I... nn, ah...'' The breathy mumbles that escaped Bronie were just endearing.

So endearing in fact that he let go of her hands to grab her ass, pulling her forwards. Bronie let out a surprised yelp and caught herself on her hands, palms on either side of his shoulders and leaning over him – and allowing him to start thrusting up into her quivering cunt, fucking a moan out of Bronie as he did the moving for a change, his glistening-wet cock plunging into her hot core and causing her no end of pleasure.

''So good.'' The Captain whispered into her ear, groaning. ''I, ah, I love this... I love you.''

Bronie tightened immensely then, the strangling grip nearly knocking the air from his lungs when Bronie yanked him into a kiss – moaning happily into his mouth. Reciprocating with a husky groan of his own the Captain put more effort into his thrusts, bucking his hips more than he did roll them and stuffing himself within her tightness, unable to get enough of how good she felt, ever little bit of friction searing his nerves and melting away any rationality he had.

The petite girl atop him was clearly in the same boat. Breaking off the kiss Bronie moaned as she leaned all the way back, a delightful arch to the small of her back as she jammed herself down onto his dick – harsh, fleshy smacks echoing through the bedroom as she impaled herself up to the hilt, her moans only rising in volume when he copped a feel of her peachy ass, his groping touch just fuelling the budding need in them both.

''Captain, C-Captain...!'' Bronie whined out, eyes screwing shut. ''I'm nearly there...!''

He hissed out an agreement, voice tightened to a rasp and his grip on her cheeks becoming firm; yanking her down onto his swollen cock. The tip felt like it kissed her cervix, every hurried bounce and quick thrust bashing their parts together, pushing him to his peak.

When Bronie suddenly clamped tight and screamed. She slapped a hand over her mouth, the sound choking into a strangled cry, but the sudden tightness strangling his cock didn't abate and instantly pushed the Captain to his own orgasm – a rush of heat preluding the explosion he let out inside of her. He lost all reason, just holding her down as he pumped his semen into her, consequences elusive as he enjoyed cumming inside of her.

It was only when the primal rush started to wane from her mind that he realised he'd just came inside of Bronie without a condom. Yet in his lust-addled state the implications were distant, though at least apparent, but he pushed them back with some effort. A task made much easier as he opened his eyes – when had he closed them? – and looked at Bronie's half-naked body, her loins joined with his as she squeezed him dry.

Up until she lifted her shaking hips, letting his cock slip out along with a spill of thick seed.

''Mn...'' Bronie shuddered at the sensation. ''Captain... there's so much of it...''

The Captain shuddered. Part of him wanted rest, he wanted to cuddle, he wanted to lay with her and just kiss her until they went to bed.

But that part of him was overshadowed by the surge of horny need – and it was that need that made the Captain sit up and push himself on top of Bronie. The hacker let out a surprised sound but didn't fight his hold as he pinned her to the bed, his lips mashing with hers and coaxing a moan from her throat, muffled though it was. He savoured the feel of her lips, the warmth of her body as he pressed himself down on top of her, as he pushed her top up and felt at her chest.

Then he reached down, guided himself between her slender legs, and blissful hotness enveloped his cock once more as he penetrated her. Bronie let out a surprised moan and arched her back, her slender form quivering under his as he steadily filled her narrow vagina to the brim, ceasing only when he was buried up to the hilt inside of her. He relished the tightness that seized around him, her insides slick and sloppy with their mixed fluids and easing him into her much quicker than their first round.

''A-Ahn... mn...'' Bronie grunted out. ''You're squishing me a bit.''

''Ah, sorry-''

''I like it.'' Bronie added quickly, one leg wrapping around his thigh and pulling him closer. ''Keep doing it.''

Curious the Captain pressed himself down on her a little more consciously; not so much that he was trying to smother her, but enough that his body was pushing hers into the bed. ''Like this...?''

Bronie answered with a cute, trembling moan. The Captain shuddered at the erotic noise and replied by pulling out to the tip, only to drive himself back in to the hilt nary a second later; slowly but steadily starting to thrust and finding his own rhythm, pumping himself into her slippery pussy and relishing how her insides conformed to the shape of his cock, her pussy still unbelievably tight despite the mixed fluids easing him inside of her somewhat.

If anything that just made him pick up the pace, the sound of their flesh slapping together music to his ears, as was Bronie's string of whimpering moans. The cuteness of the sounds contrasted sharply with how damn horny they made him, and with a groan from he himself he escalated further until he was outright pounding his petite lover's pussy, pressing his body down on top of hers as he did so.

''Nn!'' The sharp grunt he fucked from her lips was heaven. ''More...!''

The Captain responded with a kiss; deep and a bit forceful, but making Bronie groan hotly all the same. Her pussy squeezed and smothered him constantly, her muscles drawn taut and her thighs pressing themselves against his hips or the back of his legs, encouraging him to keep ploughing her sopping pussy – a task he took to with vigour, railing her like she was the last woman on the planet. The implication of him impregnating her just made him pound her harder.

Clutching onto her shoulder the Captain groaned, lips grazing hers. Bronie dug her fingers into the back of his head and pulled him down into a kiss, slim lips mashing against his own in a deep, hungry sort of kiss; muffling their mutual moans only somewhat. The second he broke off the kiss he went back to pounding her full-force, having to lean over her somewhat due to the height difference between them but Bronie seemed to find it hot more than anything, cuddling herself into his chest as he entered her sopping pussy so passionately.

''Hold me.'' Bronie grunted out, arms winding around his neck and jerking herself onto his cock as best she could. ''Captain...!''

He did his best; both arms wrapping around her and pulling her up into him as he pressed himself down, their bodies intertwined as closely as humanly possible, their loins connected and soaked with their mixed fluids as they made love. The pressure built, spiralled, peaked-

And then he came. Abruptly, powerfully, and with a guttural groan of relief the Captain slammed his dick up to the hilt inside of Bronie's snug little pussy and erupted inside of it, thick gushes of cum splattering across her inner walls and pumping into her womb. Her own fluids gushed around his dick as she came with him, a strangled squeal on her tongue as he made her jolt and writhe under him, their bodies locked in motion together as they rode out their climaxes.

Until eventually the surge died down and their orgasmed waned to a close, though their lower parts were still terribly sensitive. Perhaps part of the reason why the Captain then pulled out, moaning against her forehead and delivering a quick kiss to it. A kiss that tempted Bronie to cup his nape and pull him down into a proper one; moaning into it, drunk on desire.

When they pulled apart no words were said, the pair of them just laid atop one another, staring into each other's eyes.

Until soon her lips quirked up into a smile and she closed her eyes, cuddling herself into his chest in wordlessly content.

The Captain responded by cuddling her close, one last kiss planted on her forehead before he just fell quiet with her, the pair enjoying the silence.

Enjoying each other, for as long as they had one another.

...and also mentally bracing for Kiana's boisterous reaction when they got back on the ship hand-in-hand.

[END]